Today, I cried.December 10th, 2012.Today, I cried.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Today I cried.
I wasn't bullied today.
Neither was I bullied yesterday.
Nor am I going to be tomorrow.
But I cried.
Because I relived every moment.
And that was enough.
I succumbed to my emotions.
Today I cried.
I wasn't particularly weak today.
Neither was I weak yesterday.
Nor am I going to be weak tomorrow.
But I cried.
Because I relived every moment.
And I'm not ashamed.
I succumbed to my emotions.
But... I'm not ashamed.
Today I cried.
But that's just the way I am.
Once in a while, you just need a good cry.
To remind yourself of:
the little emotion you have left.
Of Men and MetaphorsIt was a dark and stormy night.Of Men and Metaphors2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Really, I mean, you ever heard an interesting story that started on a sunny day with mild cloud cover around an hour or so before dinnertime?
Exactly. Moving on.
The air held a coldness that seeped through brick and stone. It crawled through flesh, freezing blood in icy veins, chilling bones like a slithering ghost in the blackness.
...but not so cold that it was a snow-storm. Cotton candy floating down from an inky sky, shining like diamond eyes in the starlight as soft flakes swirl and dance on feather-light feet in the breeze...
Not quite the image we're looking for.
Rain lashed from the depths of the cruel heavens, wind whipping from the starless smothering blanket above. Thunder roared in fury, cracking alongside his bright lover as she streaked her fire to the lonely earth.
Yes, lightning is a chick. It makes sense. Hair of white-gold light from her glowing moon-face, gown of silver thread spreading down her lithe figure, hem sweeping against the c
On the Sea Beneath the SkyGolden flickers danced on the pale faces of the circle, hushed whispers wafting out from the gathering by the glowing coals. It was the third night of the coming-of-age, the no-longer-little ones from each of the surrounding tribes taken out together in the openness of the untamed world. There were a few in the group that stood out, discernible even in the thick coverings of the night. There was Jiu-yeil, son of the carpenters, impressive form already bulging with strength and muscle more fitting of a man twice his size. The brothers, Senniare and Elieten of cloth-maker, sat donned in simple but the finest of all their travelling robes. And very slightly apart from the throng of a dozen others was the quiet Meiella, orphaned as an infant, niece of medicine woman.On the Sea Beneath the Sky2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The air was cool, but the wind only light. As the flames burned low, a tall figure stepped out of the shadowsOch'jiana, the leader of the rite. She was neither old nor young, hair pulled back in the habit of the femal
MeYou, the one I love, do you understand me?Me2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Do you know that you are killing me with your words?
Do you know that you are choking me with your thoughts?
Does it show?
That the smile I wear is superficial?
That I keep my feeling locked up?
That I ...hurt...?
What did you say?
You say that you understand
That you know how I feel.
But do you know of the pain that is ripping me appart?
Do you know what is underneath?
Have you opened my heart?
Have you heard my screams for help?
Have you seen that my heart is tearing?
CAN YOU UNDERSTAND THAT I AM ALONE TRAPPED IN THE DARK?
Do you even care?
Your screams are only to make yourself feel better
Your tears are only for self pity,
Yes, you are
That is why you blame me
That is why you hurt me
That is why you DESTROY me
That is how you kill me
That is how you LOVE me
NightmaresI know you, I walked with youNightmares1 month ago in Free Verse More Like This
Once upon a dream…
Actually, it was a nightmare-
And I was running.
Truth Without Love?(2/04/2014)Truth Without Love?2 months ago in Philosophical More Like This
I see this happen way too often, even in the comments section of my own deviations; you can even see it happening on the pages of my stamps:
Too often I will see an atheist post a comment in disagreement with the deviation, and a believer replies to that atheist's comment in the same snarky manner as the atheist who disagreed. And the comments will go on and on in snark-to-snark combat as they attempt to correct each other.
What's worse, sometimes even an atheist won't necessarily be acting snarky--perhaps just having an honest disagreement with reason behind it--but the so-called "Christian" who tries to correct them does act snarky to them, even so much as insulting the non-believer for his/her statements.
Well guess what? Out of my love for all of you and my love for God's Truth, prepare to face some honest and well-needed correction.
Do you know what the bible says about that kind of attitude that t
Humanity The heart of a little boy slowly starts to break.Humanity1 year ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
The love was taken from him and replaced by hate.
A teary eyed boy goes to his brother with a troubled mind.
“Why does it hurt so much? Why can’t they be kind?”
The brother draws him in and takes his hand.
“Don’t listen to them Sherlock, they’ll never understand.”
“Caring isn’t an advantage, it hurts to much.”
The boy only sobs harder and leans into his brother’s touch.
Years later the little boy has become a man.
He shrugs off their insults,’As if they’d understand.’
His eyes grow cold and his insults are biting and sharp.
Over the years the man has perfected at guarding his heart.
In the end they’re all the same; everyone just alike.
They belittle the unique and the things they dislike.
How cruel can humanity be, to tear this man apart?
To make him feel unworthy, to harden his heart?
How different things would’ve been
Wings LostThey say opposites attract and they are rightWings Lost9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
For every blackened soul mourns their own innocence.
At first, I welcomed you, drawn by your pain.
There’s really no good story without suffering.
But I didn’t expect you to stick around
You crept into my mind ever so silently, never making a sound.
Something as pure as you shouldn’t be walking
In the dark depths that is my heart.
Although it’s been so long since it was last used
And I find myself slightly amused
Seeing how oblivious you are to the danger.
Like a kite, you fly so high never looking down
But I’m slowly sinking and I will take you down with me
You left a rope tied around my black heart and you will never again be free.
Once you’re grounded I’ll find a way to stain your innocent mind
To kill your light because you shine so bright it hurts.
Don’t you understand I don’t know how to love you this way
I’m to jealous of your wings so I will cut them away
zero.5. I think I'm afraid of sex.zero.1 year ago in Emotional More Like This
It's terrifying that two people can fit together perfectly, without even really liking each other at all.
4. I'm afraid of the day I start replacing myself with somebody else in all of our pictures; of the day I'll see my reflection and wish I didn't have to.
3. I'm afraid of doctors, and medicine.
The first time I took lithium, I couldn't hold it down. So I locked the bathroom door and flushed the entire bottle.
The second time, I couldn't walk more than ten steps without falling.
Honestly, I'm just wondering why they use poison to purify me.
2. I'm afraid of the ocean.
I'm afraid of looking down one day, and not seeing the edges. Of there being nothing there.
I'm afraid of falling and having nothing to catch me.
There's already nobody. The ground is really all I have.
1. I'm afraid of breaking things.
Like, once, I broke my dad's trust in me.
Once I broke somebody's heart.
Once I broke my kindergarten teacher's favorite
POI Poem: Mr.ReeseYou could say he's a killer.POI Poem: Mr.Reese2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
No devil or angel.
You could say he's a savior.
It all depends on your angle.
But if you'd ask me
I would tell you
No; show you
What happened to me.
I was broken, beaten, shattered
I had no hope.
My time had come.
But then he saved me.
My knight, my prince,
He came for me.
So before you judge him,
I would advise
For you to decide swiftly
Before your numbers up
And you meet the Guardian
Or you meet your demise.
I can't be your oxygenI can't be your oxygenI can't be your oxygen1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I came apart, poured into you
I gave you all I am
You took me in
Used me up
Now let me out
Empty air is poison
Be My GuestBe my guest!Be My Guest3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Be my guest
Put my patience to the test
You can read most any book you want
Whatever you like best
You do anything you please
But no Twilight, it's misleading
Don't believe me? Ask Stephen King!
It's a sham, it's a ruse
Miss Meyer is all confused
And nobody in their right mind is impressed
Go on, play your own game
And let me do the same
You'll be my guest
Oui, my guest
Be my guest!
Twilight ain't really quaint
It would make Shakespeare faint
Yet, for some strange reason,
The author's regarded as a saint
Be wary, be afraid
Be sure to run far away
It's all most excruciating
No worse form of entertaining
It's a joke, it's a trick
It's enough to make one sick
To be frank, it's not even the thousandth best
How long will this spree last?
Well, you've got a free pass
To be my guest
If you're stressed,
It's therapy I suggest
Be my guest!
Be my guest!
Be my guest!
Life is really crazy
When you're in a Twilight frenzy
Fans aren't whole
HealHeal me,Heal3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Of broken words from inside,
From blows of people who don't know,
From the thoughts in my head,
Of what I have done wrong.
CreationSun-lit rays shines upon me,Creation8 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I can feel the warm breeze,
As I walk onward, I see,
A yellow and black pesky bee.
It flies on to a pretty flower.
I also see a beautiful oak tree,
Its height, so tall, like a tower,
All grown by a seed the size of a pea.
I keep on walking through,
The wonders of the earth,
From flora, like trees of yew,
To fauna, like pigs so wide in girth.
I think about the wonders of creation,
That God almighty has created,
So much life, a true declaration,
Of God's power, that isn't equated.
All of creation gives thanks to the Lord,
For he has bestowed upon us his accord.
As a LeoAs a Leo9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
As a Leo
It's my duty
To lead when in a time of need
As I Leo, I must be strong
To save those from doing wrong
The fire in my soul
Will never die
It shall burn for all of eternity, in another's body
After I die
All Leos, we never truly die
We pass along our fire to another
They use it
Each time it is passed, it gets bigger, stronger
The more fire, the more courage, the more of a fight for survival
It is my duty to protect those I love
Even if it means my life
I will protect my Pride from those trying to take it
Never will they take it
My kin will live, and grow
Do not underestimate me
I know my own strengths and weaknesses
I have my secrets like the rest
But I love as well
I know right from wrong, left from right
As a Leo, I have an anger that not many people can beat
Do not mess with me when I'm angry
I have been know to…
Bite people's heads off
I become angry
I feel hate
I can cower at the feet of a foe
I can be compassionate
And through it all
I am alive
I am Leo
They Say I'm GuiltyOf the nearly eighty female prisoners that had answered my request, I had narrowed my choices down to two of them. The first was a voluptuous, porcelain-skinned brunette that would make my brother drool in seconds. The second was a golden-haired, frail little piece of work, and normally I would have dismissed her during the first round of eliminations, but something kept her there. Maybe it was the way she stared at me with her venomous green eyes, but I couldn't be sure. In any case, I had my two choices set before me, each isolated in separate cells on opposite ends of the jail so that I might observe them more personally.They Say I'm Guilty2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I turned to the prison guard. "What can you tell me about this one?" I was starting with the brunette.
"Number 67," he practically spat. "Don't believe a word she tells you. She's as good a liar as they come."
I wondered at what sort of lies she had told the guard because clearl
FOREVERFOREVERFOREVER1 year ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
You can hold me
You can push me
You can help me
You can fight me
You can heal me
You can bleed me
You can save me
You can kill me
You can love me
You can hate me
Whatever You'll do
Whatever I will do
You will live in me forever.
Themes+Symbols in Lion KingOne of Disneys masterwork films is The Lion King. While some may dismiss it as nothing more than a childrens movie, they fail to see that like most fairy tales it contains much deeper themes. Its a classic bildüngsroman, or coming-of-age story, that describes how a son matures into his father, or how men mature and become more like God.Themes+Symbols in Lion King5 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
The first image in the movie is a rising sun. This is consistent with the theme of The Circle of Life. The sun represents a never-deviating pattern of death and rebirth through its daily rising and setting, an eternal constant that embodies the Circle of Life. The movie primarily deals with the Scars attempt not only to disrupt the entire cycle in his seizure of power, but also the internal cycle of growth in Simba. Only by reclaiming his lost Self can Simba restore balance to the Pride Lands and to himself.
Scar is quickly characterize
Same Sex Marriage is GAY.Same Sex Marriage.Same Sex Marriage is GAY.6 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
Objective: You will be engaged in an in-depth study of same sex marriages. This project will involve research and the result will be an argument presented in the form of a debate.
1. Homosexuality is not natural.
Much like eyeglasses, cesarean sections, birth control and painkillers are not natural.
2. The purpose of marriage is to procreate.
Therefore, sterile males, women that cannot bear children, the elderly, infirm, and infertile CANNOT be married.
3. Living with gay parents will adversely impact childrens lives.
Living with abusive parents, alcoholics, drug addicted parents, and parents that are never home is worse than living in a household with two loving gay people.
4. Gay Parents raise Gay Children.
Straight parents only raise straight children.
Easter Sunday--S.H.Its been about 1862 years now since the event that causes this day each year to be celebrated. I think, probably, it has lost the meaning with most of the people that celebrate it. As I smoke my morning pipe and look down out of my window, I see many people, dressed in their finest, on their way to church.Easter Sunday--S.H.6 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Many of them go only on this day each year. Many of them will sleep or daydream, or think of their own self-righteousness during the sermon.
Their minds are very likely not on the death and resurrection that occurred in order to save their very souls. Mine most certainly was.
It was now a little less than a year since I had returned to life myself. My absence had been three years, and my friend had not acted any less stunned to see me I dare say than Jesus disciples to see him. Both had thought their master and friend had died for sure at the hands of enemies.
I don't care, So don't tell meI don't care, So don't tell me3 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
but no tears will come,
But nobody would hear,
I'd call out your name,
If it'd do me any good.
So don't tell me,
Don't tell me,
Don't tell me,
Because I don't care.
Mischief ManagedTiptoeing down the hall,Mischief Managed4 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
One young man sneaks around,
With smirk on his face,
Something is going to happen,
Warned by his mischievous grin.
Water balloons pulled at full taut,
On a slingshot,
Aimed at a pretty girl,
He doesn't know how to express,
His only way is by this prank.
"Ahhhh," she screamed,
Frightened by the cool blast,
Of water on her skin,
She discovers the man,
With smile on his face,
Holding the slingshot by his side.
She asked angrily why,
He answered with ease,
"To have your attention only for me",
Surprised by his answer,
She stood in shock.
She then grinned with a smile,
Bright with happiness,
"Well I got your mind thinking about me,
So I'm happy",
They looked at each other,
Eyes gleaming with new found love.